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[It's a beautiful day at 456 Stone Street. Birds are chirping, puppies are yapping, and one brunette nation is sticking closely to the window, phone piece firmly held in one hand.]
I've been relocated. Again. While this looks like a more cheerful occupation and this is the happier I've seen the Eastern Bloc be in a while, I'd really appreciate the prior notice.
Although it's been a while since I've worn a dress.
[[OOC: She's taken from right after the Hungarian Revolution, so she may be just a little bit unsettled.]
I've been relocated. Again. While this looks like a more cheerful occupation and this is the happier I've seen the Eastern Bloc be in a while, I'd really appreciate the prior notice.
Although it's been a while since I've worn a dress.
[[OOC: She's taken from right after the Hungarian Revolution, so she may be just a little bit unsettled.]
